Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song After School, artist - LL COOL J.
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
After School |
I know a honey named Millie, raised out in Philly |
Body so illy she make a grown man silly |
A brainiac really she pretend she dilly |
Like, «Why you always look at me like that, you feel me?» |
There’s a girl named Wendy, love black Bentleys |
Nails in her mouth, stay tryin to tempt me She rolls with her sister and they both real friendly |
It wasn’t like that when my pockets was empty |
Shorty named Suzie, not quite a floozy |
Let’s just say she has a problem bein choosy |
Scarf on her doobie when she in the jacuzzi |
On the celly with her man, «Love you — I’m at the movies» |
Bird named Chyna (baby where you find her) |
Uptown, she wrote a map down with eyeliner |
Hotness, two or three girlfriends behind her |
(On Amsterdam, lay in the lane, dippin despite her) |
So after school, I take a dip in the pool |
Which is really, on the wall |
I got a color TV, so I can see, the Knicks play basketball |
And we talkin bout checkbooks, credit cards, more money |
than a sucker, could ever spend |
But I couldn’t give a what about them cats you with |
Get your friends baby, jump in the Benz |
I got a judge named Donna, I call her Your Honor |
Whylin out with the gavel and the silk pajamas (let's go) |
And then there’s Tamika, the seargeant gets deeper |
She turned the bass way up and wind on the speaker |
Girl named Kelly, rhinestones in her belly |
Curly red hair, crackin jokes in the telly |
Game concealed, a female Machiavelli |
Hopin and prayin that I ain’t ready for the jelly |
What about Asia (major flavor) |
Can you feel it? |
Nothin can save ya Once again I got 'em catchin the vapors |
Mr. Smith bout to get this paper |
Paparazzi, pleaase give me a minute |
You’re pushin me to the limit, I know that I represent it Be easy! |
Tammy, down in Miami |
Fa’scheezy baby uhh, I see you at the Grammy’s |
Everybody go — I wanna rock right now |
LL and Diddy, we came to get down |
Yes we’re internationally known |
for making movies and the microphone |
Cause we get crazy, I mean outrageous |
You rollin with us? |
You rollin with flavor |
Ask Penny, I call her Good’n’Plenty (why?) |
Cause after the show, there’s nuttin open but Denny’s (oh yeah) |
Maybe the waffle house, down South there’s many |
She fix me a T-bone and take it to the Bentley |
Little Shaniqua, from Massapequa |
Went and bought a beeper so I could reach her — anyway |
When you talk about Diddy and L You talk about careers that’s hard to kill |
The whole entire globe recognize the grill |
Walkin down the red carpet we’re chilly chill! |
Everybody go — I wanna rock right now |
LL and Diddy, we came to get down |
Yes we’re internationally known |
for making movies and the microphone |
Cause we get crazy, I mean outrageous |
You rollin with us? |
You rollin with flavor |
Everybody go. |
Friends to the end baby, y’knahmsayin? |
Got history baby |
Not even, no question about it We won’t stop |
Yeah never, word up, we keepin this money |
Oh yeah |
Rockin with my man, rockin with that Bad Boy cat |
Uncle L Rock the Bells |
A.K.A., Black Elvis |
P. Diddy |
Diddy |
Hottest man in the city |
Y’all see it Word up, please believe it Smile at it, love it, embrace it Ahh, grin baby, grin |
Get used to it That gettin money smile |